Chapter Ninety-Four: I Was Beaten Back

"If you cut out your own lips and tongue now, kneel before His Majesty the Demon Emperor, pray, and admit your fault, there is still room to turn this matter around. Otherwise, let alone the Yuanyang Clan, even the entire Spirit Realm will be reduced to a wasteland because of you." Xuantong True Lord's face was dark as he forced each word out between clenched teeth. At this moment, he truly hated the fellow before him.

Jiang Shu burst out laughing and pointed at him. "What are you, and what is the Demon Emperor?"

"You are courting death." Xuan...

Obviously, apart from outstanding looks, a successful career, and dazzling stardom, Jiang Chang'an already counted as the second kind of person, so he had complete confidence in himself.

As soon as those words were spoken, a crackling burst like frying beans suddenly erupted from the warship that had been escorting the painted boat from behind.

Some cultivators deliberately flew into the sky in search of another way into the valley, only to find that even Skycraft Valley could no longer be located.

Qidian thought to himself: It seems she really knows nothing about her own origins. Forget it, I'd better not expose it for now.

The two of them were somewhat surprised to see Dongfang Yunyang practicing Earth Release ninjutsu. From the technique he displayed, it was not hard to tell that it was a high-level Earth Release art, and until now they had not known that Dongfang Yunyang was also skilled in Earth Release ninjutsu, which naturally aroused their curiosity.

"Then... you mean you've agreed?" Yu Sile's face lit up with delight as she suddenly looked up at Lin Chu.

"Sure!" Qidian agreed without hesitation. If it were anyone else, he might not have, but the one beside him was the redshift he had longed for day and night. No, now it was blueshift.

"Uh... no, I didn't say anything." To avoid being ravaged later, Ji Meinai decided that, no matter what, he could not provoke the other party.

But at the very least, I am a winner of the Hong Kong Film Award for Best Supporting Actor and the Golden Horse Award for Best Actor, aren't I?

Harry was quite trusting of his intuition—sometimes, it was even keener than Hermione's—so he followed his own instinct and decisively stayed away from trouble.

The five major academies never enrolled many new students each year; this year there were only a little over a thousand.

She said, "Let's talk when you get back. Her emotions aren't very stable, and I have to keep an eye on her." After saying that, Song Fang was about to hang up, and I quickly told her I was already back. Then she told me to take a taxi to the emergency department at the city hospital and said we could talk in detail when we met.

"These are freshly roasted sunflower seeds. Try them; they're really fragrant." As if he had not heard Ye Miaocheng at all, Nangong Yixuan shamelessly leaned over, grabbed some sunflower seeds from the fruit plate, and tried to press them into Ye Miaocheng's hand. Frightened, Ye Miaocheng immediately hid behind Ye Qingcheng.

Ling Xiao widened his eyes and began discussing technical issues with Zhang Yuan in all seriousness.

Hearing that, Dugu Lingxi became puzzled. Seth hated Aya? As far as she had always seen, Seth treated Aya like his own little sister. How could he possibly hate her?

Auntie knew all of this because Ye Hansheng had already told her everything months ago, so I only had to give birth; Ye Hansheng would not let me worry about anything else.

Come to think of it, people in their circle should all have been in the academy by now, training hard and preparing for the grand competition two months later. Who would have the leisure to waste cultivation time over the affairs of two ordinary students?

Although Ye Qingcheng always seemed carefree and cheerful, after seeing the bruise on his chest, she could not help feeling a little worried. If there were signs of internal bleeding, and it led to pneumothorax or hemothorax, then given the present conditions, even Ye Qingcheng, no matter how capable she was, would not dare act rashly.

She was laughing at herself, pouring out her heart for his sake, throwing herself into it with reckless courage, only for him to count her in among those he had schemed against.

Bogul stood motionless in the distance for a long time, like a statue, watching their retreating figures slowly disappear before his eyes.